A/N: Sorry, sorry. I know, I'm LATE. I had a tad bit of writer's blockness-ness. This is a busy month for me cause I got entrance exams and I lost a textbook and binder -.- I always hated November's. . .I ALWAYS LOSE SOMETHING EVERY SINGLE YEAR :O RAWR. Any who, enjoy and review. Remember. Reviews are bundles of joy :)
Summary: Hikari felt best when helping others, so the blue haired girl volunteered to assist in a foster home. What attracted her attention was a silent teen. Question is, why is she so intrigued by him? More over, can she help him?
Extra note: Thoughts will be written in italics. If anything, if you see some text smushed together, blame the format! Chapter might be fast-paced. Also, if things are deleted, for some reason, I checked that in the summaries (chapter 1 and 2) 'Hikari' is not shown. WTF. GOSH DARN ALL THESE UNEEDED IMPORVEMENTS! So, if something is out of order, missing something that's obvious. It's the format, not me.
Disclaimer: Hmm. . . I seriously stapled my ring finger. . .Oh dear, look at how it bleeds. OH FRACK! Get a doctor DX No own. Owwie, mii finger ;o;
Please refer back to chapter one for any assistance on names, ages, pairings, and etc.
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Chapter 7: New view
Turns of events are really magnificent things, especially how quickly it was so odd in her mind. Jun—being the kind friend he is—dropped her home and helped her get settled on her bed. He looked so paranoid leaving the girl by herself so he decided on his own he will to stay with her. In the same moment the golden haired brewed tea for the injured, honestly, she giggled how simple-minded he was when deciding things as well as being considerate most of the times. Not once had he mentioned the 'subject' to her, it would just ruin the good mood—something he didn't want to risk losing—. Hikari nuzzled into her warm blanket, the thought of her having company, nonetheless Jun, made her heart race. She closed her eyes, recalling all the good memories she could possibly remember—nothing since whatever she tried to remember gave her a stabbing pain in her skull.
"My lady, you have no clue how much I worried about you. I found myself having nightmares of you . . . of how much your life was on the line."
She instantly frowned, it was one thing to see her friends cry for her sake and it was another to see Gen suffering like so: all because of her, of her mistake to just stand there after pushing Shinji. So much for thinking she had fast reflexes, what a shame. The blue haired lass heaved a sigh she held in for the while, her arms acted like a head rest when her eyes slanted, apathetically staring at her ceiling. She owed everyone. Hikari frown formed a small smile, Tomorrow is a new day. I'll make it up to him. I'll make it up too Shinji too!
The girl felt like a granny when she tried to rise from her bed, her back pain was immense since it also suffered damage from the car accident. For a quick moment she pondered the idea, what ever happen to the driver? Well, all she had to do was thank the lord for saving her life. Her thoughts were closed as the door creaked open; she titled her head to the side when Jun grinned as he held a teapot, sugar cubes on the side and a glass cup, all neatly placed on the white tray. Jun took a seat beside her bed where he carefully poured the liquid into the cup and adding the sugar cubes.
"It's somewhat hot, be careful."
Indeed was it hot though it did not burn her tongue, the wonderful taste of apple spice was a wondrous taste, yet she couldn't wonder why every time she tried to make tea it tasted bland: dull in other words. Probably, that is the only thing that was her weak point to make such a delicacy. "Jun, won't your parents be worried?"
He laughed, "Nah, you know my parents think of you as their own daughter. Geez, how long have we known each other?"
"Ha! True!"
She took another sip of the tea and the horrible pain she had in her noggin disappeared quickly as one, two, and three. Honestly, this can be the next best thing besides drinking icky, globby medicine. There was a tense silence between them yet oddly comforting.
"Hikari, I just want to get pass the subject. Don't worry about it anymore." For a second did he have the cutest frown she ever saw but he regained his chipper mood, one hand rested on his cheek while one eye of was closed and the other amber orb stared at her beautiful blue. "So, who's the guy?" He mused on, slightly toned with amusement.
That moment she took a large gulp of her tea, but when she heard such a teaseful tone coming from Jun based on Shinji she almost chocked. Her cheeks became warm, the redness almost matched the color of a rose, "W-what ar-are y-y-you talking ab-about?" The girl stuttered, she tried to hide her embarrassment but Jun playfully poked one cheek.
"This is new. Especially since this involves a boy. Aww, isn't that nice?" The amber eyes were filled with eternal joy teasing the girl, never has he ever seen her so red, "So, what is it? What attracts you?"
"Shut it, Jun!" She croaked.
"C'mon, admit it. You like him."
She covered her face with her hands, she shook her head violently and then dropped her hands back to her lap. "Even though it's been, only like, a while. I don't know. I don't know! He is—I am. . ."
"Cool down Hikari; don't go spiraling down on me. Oh yeah, Hikari. . ."
Her calm eyes stared back into the amber eyes, "Yeah?"
"Me and Haruka have school tomorrow. We'll be gone for two days, we have a field trip."
There was a long pause.
Deadly silence.
Loud scream came next.
"What! And when I go back to school . . . Oh no, I didn't even do any of my assignments!"
Jun laughed at her, she truly was so adorable in his eyes, "Calm down. We didn't have that much to begin with."
Pfft. So you say, Jun. You're a damn honor student!
"I know how to write like you, I'll do it. Hikari, the thing is, I get bored on the bus so I'll do your assignments then, and you missy just need rest. Plus, look at your condition! The doctor informed me you must stay at least one month home—actually, only a week since the injury must be painful but it wasn't major. Plus, I'll teach you what you missed. Just take care of yourself."
Hikari smile widen as she tackled her blond friend into a hug, she nuzzled her head on his neck, repeating her words of gratitude. Though, it will be somewhat boring missing school, most of her life consisted in being there. Before Jun left to sleep downstairs, Hikari told him to come to the Foster home one day. Finally satisfied, she snuggled under the sheets, waiting for sleep to come.
It should be about time the Shinji and Jun situations cleared up. I don't want them to hate each other. When Jun comes back, I'm going to take him in the Foster home.
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When she woke up the following morning, she realized the quietness of her home which resulted her to conclude that her best friend has already left. She reached for her long crutches where she stepped into the bathroom to wash up. When she got into a change of clothes which was a blue shirt with hazily and delightful designs, she had her black stocking on and slipped into her jean skirt and all to match was her black boots—only one, the other was still in a cast— and made it down stairs. She oddly smelled blueberry pancakes, bacon, and an aroma of sweet honey. When her blue orbs peered into the kitchen, Jun was sipping on a cup of some sort of fluid. One amber orb motioned her to come to the table.
Without a split second, she sat on her chair and began first with a little muffin that was on the side, "Thanks Jun, for everything."
"Nothing to worry about, I just didn't want to leave until you I saw you awake. Sorry, but now that you're awake, I gotta go. Seriously, sorry Hikari."
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I'm going out too."
Hikari ate the last remaining bit of her food and Jun locked the door as they both went separate ways, when the blond boy gave the keys to her, she didn't really notice if it hers or not but walked away with it none the less.
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The road was certainly troublesome to overcome by, the lecherous forest was no walk in the park either but it certainly made Hikari grin when she finally reached the Foster home in one peace. When she went inside by the back—oddly, the front door was locked—, she looked upon the haven by the top of the staircase where the door lead her; everything was chocking silence, no one was around where as she sighed and walked down the corridor. At least this leads to Shinji's room. When she reached the lad's room the door was open by a tad bit where her azure eye peeked in, from what she could barely see was Shinji awake on his bed with a tissue in his hand.
Then, there came a sneeze.
Then two.
Lastly, a blow of the nose.
Aww, he has a cold.
Hikari took a step inside, her step creaked on the hardwood floor and those purple eyes glared at the intruder in the room, his gaze softened when he saw the blue haired at his door. He threw the tissue into the purple bin decorated with a white dollied edge. Just before he was able to grab upon the yellow tissue box, it was taken from his grasp. Hikari sat right beside him—tissue box in her hand—and yanked out the little white paper out, she brought it to his nose, a little giggle escaped her mouth, "Blow."
Nothing.
"C'mon, blow." She repeated once again.
The lad only raised an eyebrow, his expression was completely read-able: 'Are-you-serious? There-is-no-damn-way-I'm-listening-to-you.'
Her eye twitched to his stubbornness, her finger grabbed a tighter hold on his nose and in a calm yet frightful voice, she once again repeated, "Blow."
He softly blew into the tissue.
"Good boy."
Hmm, what better way to take of the sickly than make a delicious, hot soup!
Before Hikari rose from spot, she placed a small item on his desk which Shinji failed to notice.
"What are you planning now?"
The lass paid no heed while she headed towards the kitchen, the carpeted floor met their end when she reached upon the sleek, marble floor, by it was rather small but suited Hikari's taste perfectly, she gathered up the condiments that were placed upon the yellow and white patterned tables, she took out a pot from the cabinets just beside the overly-large, silver fridge. Just before she was going to take out some noodles, a hand slammed onto the cabinet, "Just what do you think you're doing?"
"Soup for the sickly. Go to bed, Shinji. Now."
It wasn't like he was planning on listening, "Sickly? What about you? Your leg is practically broken."
She knew their argument would lead to nowhere, as Shinji hid all the ingredients from Hikari—which she began to get more annoyed each minute—there would be no way she could finish off her soup with such a distraction, though, a little plan came to mind, a devious smile implanted on her face, "Alright. You win, c'mon, let's go."
Shinji whispered a sly comment, before they were out of the door the blue haired tapped on his shoulder. His face tilted to the side, before he came up with a usual, 'What?' Hikari placed a kiss on his left cheek, her plan worked perfectly because the lad stood there stunned, she noticed how red his face warm his cheeks became, the bright red blush appeared on his face. The lass felt her plan was perfectly harmless but once she noticed the blush, she felt a twitch in her stomach, she pushed Shinji out of the door and locked it, "Hah! You will eat the soup, you will like it, and you will feel better!"
When there was no sound of pounding or any argument coming from the teen, Hikari skipped back merrily to the soup, the wooden spoon stirred the liquid in the pot where she added extra flavoring, her hand clutched onto one of the spices where she suddenly began pondering, Everything feels hesitant. Was it harmless? Does Shinji. . .
She added another few amount of spices to the soup and chicken flavoring, the little noodle bag she grabbed was crushed into pieces, perfectly the right size for soup.
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On the other side of the door, Shinji rubbed his temples, the mental image was fixed in his memories; it was a small kiss, nothing more, nothing less. Friendly gesture? Actually, partially it was just an excuse to get him out, that much he comprehended. Shinji buried his face in legs, the confusion made a migraine build, he tried to shake off the feeling but that still wasn't helping the situation any better. His shoulder felt a little brush against his leg, one purple eye widened to the person next to him, "Gen."
The man yawned, "G'morning, how unexpected to see you awake. Shinji, are you alright? You look slightly flushed."
". . . I'm fine."
"Hmm? I do smell something exquisite. Who's in the kitchen?"
"That girl."
"Pardon? Which? We have many females within the Foster home."
"Hi. . .kari. . ." The lad managed to choke out and keep it to a whisper.
"M'lady is here? Splendid! Maybe she's making food for you? Oh, Shinji, why is your cheek glossy?"
Gen turned the lad's head toward his direction; one finger touched the teens' cheek. The glossy substance was rubbed onto the man's finger, a small smell of vanilla hinted the substance nature, the blue eyes grinned, "Shinji, I do believe this is lip gloss." Gen hummed in amusement, he wiped the gloss on his pajama pants, his large, milk-white hand ruffled the teens' head while he laughed cheerfully as he noticed Shinji becoming flushed with embarrassment, "This will be a wild guess Shinji, did Hikari place a kiss upon your cheek? My, if she did then she was darn close to your lips! How nice, to be kissed by your secret love."
As a response, Shinji stepped on his foot, roughly and violently.
Gen, who was still laughing was slightly tearing as he grabbed his foot, "You ingrate."
"Cut the crap." Said teen hissed, "That girl is persistent, she is irritating. Never in my life will I ever like that girl, nonetheless love her."
He heaved a sigh when Gen said nothing and only blinked at such a reaction, Shinji placed a hand on his cheek and looked the other way, his purple eyes widened twice the size, is mouth formed an 'o' when he saw Hikari standing stiff in place, the silver tray manage to balance in one hand, two soup bowls were in place with the utensils on the side. She placed the tray between Shinji and Gen, her mouth formed an awfully sad smile, "I-I made soup for both of you. Enjoy. I, uh, I'll be on my way now. I. . .remember I had something to do. Good day."
Hikari took the back entrance again, when she took a step outside, Hikari sniffled, when she looked at the road her vision became fuzzy due to excess of water in her eyes, when she was going to start her way back home, an arm grabbed her. Her hopes became high but quickly fell when it was only the Gen, "Lady Hikari, he did not mean that."
She fought the urge to break out in tears, her voice muffled most parts of her speech, "It sounded like he meant it, Gen. I'm sorry Gen, I'm done. I don't think I'll be coming back." She already knew how selfish she sounded, but her heart felt shattered in tiny little pieces.
"Dearest Hikari, you cannot! Do not leave him, please, Hikari. You do not know how much you mean to him. Please Hikari, please." He clutched Hikari's hands into his own, grasping them tightly.
"Gen, no. Please. . .no." She slapped away his hand, at her own pace she walked down the road.
She took one glance back as she was already far from distance, only a small purple peck she saw from the vast horizon when Hikari was already on the hill on the city.
Hikari looked back, breaking into tears as the blue haired dropped her body on the grass as one of her hands rubbed one teary eye. So much for making it up to Shinji. I feel so stupid ever thinking he might actually consider me as something.
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As the wind blew into the teens' window, a small object laid on his desk, untouched when it was first was placed. The gust of wind blew onto the object; thin it was which made the item fall like a feather to the floor. The item was a picture, a picture Hikari took during her happiness to get her plushie, on the picture the background was filled with little stars in the night sky, a Ferris wheel and stands were also included in the background. The two main people were of course Hikari and Shinji, the blue eyes held her plushie in one arm while the other arm circled around the teens' arm where faint blush was able to be seen on the lad's face. Only Hikari was smiling in the picture as vibrant as her personality goes.
As the picture landed on the floor, it landed right beside Shinji's bed. The image wasn't shown as the wind blew onto it, now it faced the opposite way so it only showed the white border of the picture.
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A/N: I say everything came out peachy. Not all too bad. Though, I was planning for something to happen but instead another twist. This time without the obvious cliffhanger. Heehee, I made Shinji an asshole here XD Anyway, no flames pwease :3 Especially since I neglected to type this up. Last time the whole document went. . .boom! It vanished DX